Gravity

All though we cannot always feel it

It’s always there

Although we don’t think about it often

A glance at the ocean and it’s clear

There is a force

Greater than all that’s here

Not simply through divinity

But rather by the presence of Gravity

The moon moves the waters of earth gently

And of course the water in your body plenty

But there is this other body

A ways away

And very heavy

Without Jupiter

And their mighty gravity

Everything in our system

Would drift off into the vastness of infinity

Jupiter is Lord of many

All the planets, moons, and comets

The God of Gods

The balance and the reflector of our sun

RA

Without gravity

This part of the galaxy

Would be empty

There would be no planets

Spinning

No asteroids flying

No comets crashing into planets and re-supplying

There would not even be a star here

Because you need gravity

To pull RA’s parts together not so gently

Crushing actually

Until the dust gets so heavy

Elements are created in plenty

And an interstellar furnace burns

Bright and mighty

Full of gold

And density

RA made the planets

Then told Zeus

To count the steps

Know the rhythm

Reach out as if with great strings

Make the other planets dance and sing

Make winter

Make summer

Make spring

Here on earth sometimes we forget these things

Gravity keeps us on the ground

But it is also gravity that keeps us going round

XII Years

12 years

Equals one

For the first giant

The one closet to the Sun

Beyond the asteroid belt

Father of Heaven

Beneath whom all have dwelt

Since Jupiter is giant

And rules all other Gods

To them

Be not defiant

Be humble

And seek wisdom

Be patient

And ready for revisions

Ready for your life to be changed

Your sins forgiven

12 years

One for each sign

Aries to Pisces

Pig to Rat

One for each month

January to December

Why is it so hard to remember?

That Jupiter is planet Lord and King of Everything

Their signature appears in most things

A dozen fresh eggs

Or a dozen wings

Around Jupiter

There are moons for play

Or a nice interstellar getaway

Or a Ski vaca

On the mountains of the highest peaks

New worlds each unique

12 years since the last time it was my sign

And Lord Jupiter walked by my side

I did get these wishes

And indeed much more

I arrive here and now

One step closer to Heaven’s door

Do I really need anything more?

Penelope?

Maybe?

But even she won’t change

How this year

Again Lord Jupiter came

With a handful of lessons

Bags worth of blessings

And took requests

For future trophies to be collecting

Since they are the one who hold the strings

And their gravity moves all things

Every 12 years

I’ll wear red and pull Lord Jupiter near

We Should Try

Here I am

In this place I stand

The same place I did land

When I arrived as part of God’s Plan

Now

Not sure

Unclear and hard to understand

Now I do not know what to do

Not sure which to

Choose

When there is a choice

Go left?

Go right?

I dunno

I hit the brake lights

Wait

And hope I can make sense

But everyone seems

So malevolent

You must be heaven sent

Because I do not need to choose

There is no win or loose

No wonder what to do

It’s easy when I’m with you

We should try

Just figure it out

Not worry about why

Do not deny

Or try and make it more

Or less

Give respect

We should try

Because it is the only way we can know

And along the way our hearts grow

No show

Just

I don’t know

I am unsure of so much

I like your touch

But…

What about when tomorrow’s news breaks

A whole bunch of people tweet it’s fake

What to believe

Why?

Cause it is hurtful to try

So I won’t

That I won’t deny

But…

We should try

Try and be something

Perhaps you and I

Or maybe just a nice place to lie

I won’t be shy

I won’t ask why

Or only want to be high

But…

I think we should try

I voted Today

I voted today

But there were 10,000 Russian bots in my way

Hail Donald Trump

Was all they could say

But it’s Election Day

Votes count

My sticker won’t go away

And tomorrow morning whatever the news does say

All things will remain

Our country will be the same

Still getting upset with protests at football games

Even though all they ask is that we change

That we live the American Dream

Not just sing an anthem as our pride beams

But be honest with each other

Be kind, gentle, love one another

We must heal the past

It won’t mend in a cast

As we hobble forward

Say we’re in first

But we’re in last

So vote today

Have your say

Cast for red

Or cast for blue

But tomorrow whatever you do

Do not expect things to be different

Just because of the hue

Cause the same people who own red

Own blue too

That’s why those bills go through

So the fat cats can get fatter

So vote

But it doesn’t matter

We will still be tomorrow

Where we are today

We will still have bills to pay

To our corporate masters

But we will have each other

We will have our love for one another

We can choose each day

From nine til five hours afternoon

We will not be in a tomb

Or chained to wage slavery

That will only be part of our day

Followed by us

The kids

And a romp in the hay

Then we sleep do it all another day

So vote today

And tomorrow do

Start to change the world through you

Be what you want

Let others do what they do

Utility Costs

Life is about choices

To get something

You have to give something up

To have everything

That’s not even a thing

Because only God controls all things

The end

And the beginning

Of everything

So today I choose

To skip my homework

And go to the lake

Because as summer goes

It is getting late

And today the sun was hot

In it I need to bake

So I did what I always do

When the choice is two

One, your work is due

The other, to bring life to you

Memories and good feelings

Stress easing

My sensations pleasing

I can still get my homework done

But soon it will be September

And there will be no more summer fun

No more time at the lake shore

Under a golden sun

If you had my choice for you?

Which one?

Chessboard Cities

I saw an old brick house
It was worn down
And the windows bust out
But the bricks were solid
And the foundation strong
I wondered how long?
Had this place been forgotten?
Why was there no family
To make that house a home
Why was the yard overgrown
And why were there no garden gnomes?
We went further and I saw
What I already should of known
Faces like mine on this side of town
All different shades of black or brown
Wounded souls
Who still bear the burden of our forefathers toils
Hands dried and cracked
From working the white man’s soil
But that was long ago
So now why do blacks live in rundown neighborhoods
Where whites don’t go?
Unless to buy buildings to make condos
Well here is something I do know
That sickness
And wickedness
Is still in us
So even though it is 2018
Skin color seems to be the only thing seen
Nothing in between
Blacks still not human beings
Just blame us for being lazy
Because the truth be
They had a role in this reality
No need to only blame
Or rub it in their faces to shame
For in that way none of us change
No one knows the the whole truth
And the full story
None of us know
God in their true glory
When we worship in separate houses
But read the same book
And praise the same Christ
Who promises us eternal life
The one who is preparing us all room
In the Lord’s house of light
Why will no one rebuild those houses for the men
And women?
Who now stand outside them
Who need dignity and respect
Cause our DNA does not forget
How and why we got here
Tormented, tortured, taught to live in fear
Hard to find love in these circumstance
For others or for ourselves
Somehow it became just about wealth
Bad physical health
And some really fucked up mental health
I can see that
Found out even more on the journey within
Where this story did begin
I also saw where it might end
In my dreams
We were all more than friends
Finally acknowledged we are all actually relatives
Would you rape and kill your sister?
Or sell your mother?
Or deny your brother?
When they show up on your doorstep
With nothing left
Drenched soaking wet
It’s our connection to each other we do forget
For why?
A car that looks fly?
First class when you fly in the sky?
The biggest granite tombstone when you die?
What if no one came to say goodbye
Or no one was there at the Lord’s house to say hi?
Now what has all that money bought?
What has all that hatred brought
Chessboard cities
Black squares distraught
White squares abundant
With schools where classics are taught
Grocery stores with unprocessed meat
No trash in the street
Everyone got Nikes on their feet
I am still unsure why it is this way
Why we forget this color grey
The in between
The part that is both black and white
Both day and night
Heads and tails
The coin complete
But it is more than that
All colors and shades in fact
And if we want the American Dream in tact
We must be true to that
We still have a long way to go
Our hearts still have a lot of room to grow
Will we get there?
I dunno
However this I do know
I read it in a book so you can too
Treat others like gold in all you do
No matter their skins tone
Cause what’s on the news
That’s not true
To know another is to know you
And to know you is the only way to know
God is true

NYC 2018 (8 Million Stories)

Everyone has a story
Everyones own start
Unique
Like the beat of their heart
Here we are
Not at all apart
On top of each other
Literally
Stacked forty stories high
No one waves bye
Looks and says hi
When a million other faces walk by
Why not?
Why not try?
Why not wave that hardened life goodbye
See those other stories as Divine
Even though there are more than 8 million combined
Can we not do more than survive?
Can’t our love for each other thrive?
Even in this cruel city
Even though it is so busy
Cars honking
Subway cars screeching
Everybody very concerned with pleasing
But the anxiety has no easing
Unless our hearts melt
The experience of 8 million stories felt
On this we all can reflect
Love is what we should expect
Not just respect
Or visibility
But a life aligned with infinity
Where who we are
Is what we should be
Even if we are just one in 8 million histories
8 million individual paths
On life’s cosmic class
At the end
We all pass
Onto the next journey
Still with those we shared this trip with
Maybe now your views shift
For those you dis
You meet again
And cannot miss
Maybe this time you see them as a gift
A beautiful story out of 8 million
A worth that cannot be counted in billions
All human life is precious
And we all know this
So why these feelings do we dismiss
When if we do embrace
Our lives shift
From anxiety
To pure bliss